The woman in the field spun around, and at the same time the veil was removed to reveal her stunning face, which made the crowd below go crazy. Their belly was like a ball of fire. If this was not a black market, they would have gone up to catch the singer earlier. The Overlord attacked!
Yan Chenluo looked at the venue and turned to look back at Mu Shishi. Mu Shishi, who had finished typing, was looking in his direction. Their eyes met and Yan Chenluo silently drew two words from the corner of his mouth.
Mu Shishi understood that he was thanking her for operating on him. Seeing this, she couldn't help but smile, nodded, and looked at the dancer on the stage.
Thank you? If she knew she was using him as a guinea pig, I wonder if he would still say thank you to her.
Now Yan Chenluo's face is not as pale as before, and is no different from a normal person. Obviously, the function of her surgery was very successful.
"This trick is very practical to deceive such a lecherous person." Hua Zeming looked at the stage, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, holding a crystal wine glass in his hand, shaking it gently.
His eyes glanced at Mu Shishi from time to time, and he felt a little shocked in his heart.
He had heard Yan Chenluo say before that the eldest daughter of the Mu family was not just a rumor, but he didn't believe it.
But now, when he saw her, he had to believe it. He had noticed her since the moment she entered the room, but she didn't spare a glance at him...
It had not been a day or two since he had known Miss Mu. It was the first time he was so indifferent. It seemed that he had really changed.
"Have you seen enough?" Mu Shishi turned her head and snorted coldly.
Hua Zeming didn't expect that Mu Shishi would suddenly turn around. The crystal wine glass in his hand shook and fell to the ground, making a crisp and sweet sound.
"What are you doing!" Hua Zeming stared at Mu Shishi displeasedly, but felt uneasy in his heart.
At the same time, he was also annoyed by his own reaction. Didn't he just turn around and say something? Why did he need to be so scared? Scared? No, he was not afraid of her!
"You're saying it the wrong way." Mu Shishi looked at Hua Zeming and said, "What should you be doing, third brother-in-law..."
Hearing this, Hua Zeming felt dizzy. Third brother-in-law? Third brother-in-law!
"Who is your third brother-in-law!" Hua Zeming stood up, with a hint of ferocity on his handsome face.
Mu Shishi turned around and sat on the soft couch, with a smile in her eyes and a lazy look on her face. She turned around to Yan Mufei, who had always had a bad look on his face.
"Fei, tell me, who is this not my third brother-in-law?" Mu Shishi leaned towards Yan Mufei with interest.
After leaning in like this, Yan Mufei's poor face finally showed a trace of satisfaction, and he raised his eyes and looked at Hua Zeming: "The young marquis is marrying Miss Mu San."
"That is, even though the wedding ended on bad terms, Mu Yingying is still regarded as your young marquis's wife in terms of reputation. The married daughter will throw water. When will the young marquis go to pick up my third sister and bring her back to your home?"
?We can't just let her stay in the general's mansion." Mu Shishi answered, looking at Hua Zeming's face sinking little by little, she felt very happy in her heart.
"You..."
"Shhh..." Mu Shishi put her finger on her mouth and shushed, then smiled and said: "Keep your voice down, the auction is about to begin. Don't worry, my third sister will be delivered to your house in five days."
After Mu Shishi finished speaking, the dancers on the stage finished their dance.
There was deafening applause from below. The men stared directly at the dancers, with silver threads hanging on their mouths. The dancers stepped back. Many of the men were still unfinished, and their lower bodies were sore.
Hua Zeming's furious words were drowned out by the applause below, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. When did this nymphomaniac become so powerful!
Send Mu Yingying to his house in five days? Humph, don’t even think about it! Don’t even think about it!
The dancers retreated, and the other four night pearls in the field lit up. Many men in the Wutong Pavilion blushed.
At the same time, in the private room opposite, the man named Scar was dealt with at the same time. He stood up and packed his clothes. The woman under the man quickly put on her clothes and slowly exited.
The man in red didn't even raise his eyes. He closed his eyes and lay on the bed. The seven men with scars stood up and stood beside the man in red.
The crowd below was filled with envy. It was the first time I had seen this guard act so carefree!
Above the bar, an old butler walked onto the stage, followed by two children. Each of the two children held a red box in their hands.
Seeing the old man on stage, people put away their lustful eyes, sat down a little, and stared at the red box in the hands of the child behind him.
There is a connection between the things auctioned in the black market and the deacons. The more valuable the treasures auctioned, the higher the deacon's status. The deacons' levels are divided into six levels.
At this time, the old man on the stage was a third-level deacon. He was a third-level deacon when he came on stage at the beginning. This made everyone a little excited. The worst treasures had to be executed by a third-level deacon. It can be imagined that the treasures in the rear
How precious it should be.
Mu Shishi folded her hands and looked at the people coming up below. She was looking forward to the auction today. There were fifty treasures in the black market today, and ten were auctioned every day. During the five days during this period, no one could sell them in the black market.
Mu Shishi is familiar with this kind of rules, and the same is true for the modern black market. If you want to take something away from the black market, if you don't rely on means, you may not be able to take away the treasure even if the treasure is auctioned.
"The Eighth Prince is not interested?" Mu Shishi raised her eyebrows and asked as she approached Yan Chenluo.
Yan Chenluo's gaze shifted from the stage to Mu Shishi: "I'm just joining in the fun."
If Hua Zeming hadn't dragged him here, he wouldn't have come here in his leisure time. But, meeting her here... his trip was indeed worthwhile.
Ever since they left the palace, he had been looking for opportunities to see her, but every time she was not there.
Thinking of the day they were in the same room together and she treated him, he felt a little turbulent in his heart. It was hard for her to think of an operation, but she had to say that her needlework was too bad!
Hua Ze Mingxie turned his eyes to Mu Shishi, feeling sullen in his heart. Looking at the face of the Sixth Prince, he would not care about it today.
If you call him third brother-in-law again from now on, he will never be merciful, even if it is a woman, he will not be polite!
Get lost with her third brother-in-law!
But, as he was thinking about it now, who knew that a few years later, he would use the name of his third brother-in-law to be associated with her and follow her shamelessly, unable to drive her away...
Third update, finished today, will continue tomorrow~
Chapter completed!